Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Alpha Buried the Wrong Luna: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

ELARA I found Ronan in his office less than an hour after Tessa showed me the symbol. “Why does Greyhaven have restricted medical records connected to my mother?” He looked up from the papers on his desk. If the question surprised him, he hid it well. “Good morning to you too.” “I am not in the mood.” “I noticed.” I closed the door and crossed the room. My body still protested when I moved too quickly, but anger made the pain easier to ignore. “Tessa showed me an old index. There was a crescent crossed by three lines. My mother owned a wooden comb with the same mark.” A slight tension appeared around his eyes. “You know it.” “I know many old symbols.” “Then tell me about this one.” Instead of answering, he nodded toward a chair. “You should be resting.” “Do not hide behind my injuries. You recognized me in the woods before anyone told you my name. When I said the woman at the estate claimed Liora was her sister, you reacted. Now your healer hears my mother’s name and sea

ELARA The same man had visited two border settlements in three days. Ronan told me that the following morning, after one of his scouts returned with a second report. The stranger had asked about injured travelers in both places, always describing a woman with smoke damage and burned clothing. “I want to see him,” I said. Ronan’s answer came immediately. “No.” We stood in his office, the torn line from my mother’s file still occupying my thoughts. Transfer approved under Aure— had given me another mystery, but the man at the border was a threat I could reach now. “You said I was not your prisoner.” “And you continue using that sentence whenever I disagree with you.” “Because you keep proving it useful.” Ronan folded his arms. “If this man is searching for you, walking into his path would be reckless.” “I did not say I would introduce myself.” He studied me for a moment. “What exactly are you proposing?” “Observation. From a distance. I need to hear his questions myself.” R

ELARA Maeve was the only person in Blackridge I was willing to risk contacting. I reached that decision the morning after returning from the border settlement. Sleep had done little to quiet my thoughts. A man carrying a Blackridge council seal was searching for a burned woman who might be pregnant, while my mother’s file ended with a word someone had torn away. I needed answers from inside Blackridge. Not from Kael. The thought of him came with an ache I refused to examine too closely. He knew about the pregnancy now, if Ronan’s information about my funeral was correct. Perhaps he mourned me. Perhaps he regretted sending me away. None of that changed the fact that I did not know who watched him or how deeply the council had entered his house. Maeve was different. She had confirmed my pregnancy before Selene arrived. She had noticed the unusual heartbeat and asked about my mother when I had not understood why. If anyone could recognize a message without exposing me, it was her.

ELARA “You were supposed to burn.” I held the prisoner’s gaze across the corridor. My heart was still beating too fast from the attack, but I refused to let him see fear. “Who told you I was in that house?” His smile faded. Ronan stepped beside me. “Answer her.” The man looked from Ronan to the Greyhaven guards restraining him, then lowered his head. He had crossed a protected border, attacked Greyhaven soldiers, and tried to kill me. Yet something about his silence felt confident. “Take him below,” Ronan ordered. The questioning began an hour later in a guarded room beneath the administration wing. There were no chains hanging from walls or instruments arranged for pain. The prisoner sat behind a secured table with his wrists restrained while Ronan questioned him. I watched from the other side. “Who gave the order to enter Greyhaven?” Ronan asked. The man said nothing. “Was your target Elara Voss?” Still silence. I leaned forward. “You recognized me.” His eyes moved to

KAEL Noah remembered a voice that was not Elara’s. The security record still insisted she entered his room. I placed his written statement beside the original access report and studied both until the contradiction became impossible to ignore. One came from a frightened child with no reason to protect Elara. The other had helped me strip my mate of her authority. I began with the timeline. My patrol record showed I left the pack house at 3:42 in the morning after reports of movement near the eastern boundary. Elara had been asleep when I dressed. I remembered looking back before closing the bedroom door. A servant recorded seeing her earlier that night near the private wing. Nothing unusual there. She lived in the house. Noah’s room opened at 4:11. His first severe symptoms appeared shortly after sunrise. At the emergency hearing, the council had presented those facts as a wide chain of suspicion. Now, placed side by side, the window looked much narrower. I sent for Darius, t